. . .stockboys block the aisles with crates of wares (supply frantically trying to keep up with demand), people are still leaving their carts in the middle of the grocery store isle to chit-chat with a friend, neighbor, or complete stranger. . .the last item in your grocery list is either not carried by the store, is blatently missing from that empty spot on the barrren shelf, or is the last one, now in the hand of the shopper whose hand you just touched.
Funny thing tho. . .everyone is smiling, even strangers are comparing notes on how tired they are, how horrible the Muzak is, what they most like about Christmas, their favorite thing to eat or cook (their least favorite too), offering to let YOU have that last item on the shelf, which is the one they just took, helping you pick up the 14 packages of semi-sweet morsels that your adorable and loving child "accidentally" (honest mom, I swear I didnt mean to do it) pulled off the shelf, and even the kids are getting along a little better and longer than usual.
The hubby (who just couldn't handle the 1-1/4 hour shopping trip and hadda wait it out in the car) asks you to phone him on the cell phone so he can pick you up at the front door (ain't he sweet?
), and the person who can't get around him when he stops to pick you up because he didn't pull over quite far enough isn't yelling and screaming or making hand gestures.
Even with all that. . .we still have ice skating and snow tubing (even if it is on artificial snow), school plays, church programs and holiday parties to look forward to.
Gee, I really do love the holiday season. God bless us, every one! santasmilie
What is your single mostest favorite thing about this time of year?